Mrs. Vincent Invited Me Most Cordially To
Come To Her House Until We At Least Knew What Quarters We Were To
Have, And Captain Vincent Came Early To-Day To Insist Upon My Going Up
At Once, But I Really Could Not Go.
We have been in rain and mud so
long I feel that I am in no way fit to go to anyone's house.
Besides,
it would seem selfish in me to desert Faye, and he, of course, would
not leave the company as long as it is in tents. We are delighted at
finding such charming people as the Vincents at this horrid place.
CAMP SUPPLY, INDIAN TERRITORY,
June, 1872.
WE are in our own house now and almost settled. When one has only a
few pieces of furniture it does not take long to get them in place. It
is impossible to make the rooms look homelike, and I often find myself
wondering where in this world I have wandered to! The house is of
logs, of course, and has a pole and dirt roof, and was built
originally for an officers' mess. The dining room is large and very
long, a part of which we have partitioned off with a piece of canvas
and converted into a storeroom. We had almost to get down on our knees
to the quartermaster before he would give us the canvas. He is in the
quartermaster's department and is most arrogant; seems to think that
every nail and tack is his own personal property and for his exclusive
use.
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